Day 7-One Line Story. |
Welcome to Day 7 of the TSP Advent Calendar! Today's activity is simple, but super fun. It's a one-line story contest! Here's the basics: Copy and paste the poster before yours' post. Then, use one line, maximum, to add to the story. It has to be relevant to the story, though!
Be as silly or as serious as you want. But most importantly: have fun! I'll start: Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He.... Midwesterner. Political nerd. Chipotle enthusiast.
Minister of Culture of the South Pacific // Former Prime Minister
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but...
Founder of the Church of the South Pacific [Forum Thread] [Discord], a safe place to discuss spirituality for people of all faiths and none (currently looking for those interested in prayer and/or "home" groups);
And The Silicon Pens [Discord], a writer's group for the South Pacific and beyond! Yahweo usenneo ir varleo, ihraneo jurlaweo hraseu seu, ir jiweveo arladi. Salma 145:8
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but his SPIT was missing. Thinking it was his co-worker, Bob (who frequents the Hall of Spam) he...
The Sakhalinsk Empire, Legislator of the South Pacific
Currently a citizen and legislator of TSP. I am active as Sverigesriket in Europe. Complete Conflict of Interest
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but his SPIT was missing. Thinking it was his co-worker, Bob (who frequents the Hall of Spam), he hurries up the ice blue stairs and (now having trouble breathing; it is a long staircase) tiredly but triumphantly opens the door to the massive hall of spam.
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but his SPIT was missing. Thinking it was his co-worker, Bob (who frequents the Hall of Spam), he hurries up the ice blue stairs and (now having trouble breathing; it is a long staircase) tiredly but triumphantly opens the door to the massive hall of spam.
"Oh no!" He cries, "This isn't spam! This is... a room full of Onderwalls... and they're alive!" Did some LC, MoRA, CRS stuff in the past. Do a lot of World Census stuff now.
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but his SPIT was missing. Thinking it was his co-worker, Bob (who frequents the Hall of Spam), he hurries up the ice blue stairs and (now having trouble breathing; it is a long staircase) tiredly but triumphantly opens the door to the massive hall of spam.
"Oh no!" He cries, "This isn't spam! This is... a room full of Onderwalls... and they're alive!" But then he remembers something, and he reaches into his pockets and retrieves…
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but his SPIT was missing. Thinking it was his co-worker, Bob (who frequents the Hall of Spam), he hurries up the ice blue stairs and (now having trouble breathing; it is a long staircase) tiredly but triumphantly opens the door to the massive hall of spam.
"Oh no!" He cries, "This isn't spam! This is... a room full of Onderwalls... and they're alive!" But then he remembers something, and he reaches into his pockets and retrieves his golden pocketwatch. He....
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but his SPIT was missing. Thinking it was his co-worker, Bob (who frequents the Hall of Spam), he hurries up the ice blue stairs and (now having trouble breathing; it is a long staircase) tiredly but triumphantly opens the door to the massive hall of spam.
"Oh no!" He cries, "This isn't spam! This is... a room full of Onderwalls... and they're alive!" But then he remembers something, and he reaches into his pockets and retrieves his golden pocketwatch. He uses it to turn back time, and he sees Bob absolutely gobbling up his glass of SPIT. Outraged, he... The Sakhalinsk Empire, Legislator of the South Pacific
Currently a citizen and legislator of TSP. I am active as Sverigesriket in Europe. Complete Conflict of Interest
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but his SPIT was missing. Thinking it was his co-worker, Bob (who frequents the Hall of Spam), he hurries up the ice blue stairs and (now having trouble breathing; it is a long staircase) tiredly but triumphantly opens the door to the massive hall of spam.
"Oh no!" He cries, "This isn't spam! This is... a room full of Onderwalls... and they're alive!" But then he remembers something, and he reaches into his pockets and retrieves his golden pocketwatch. He uses it to turn back time, and he sees Bob absolutely gobbling up his glass of SPIT. Outraged, he kicks Bob on the head and drinks the remaining SPIT, but then...
Sam, an intern at the TSP Governing Center, finishes his shift as a welcomer for the day. He is tired and desperately longs to put his feet up and drink a cool glass of SPIT, but his SPIT was missing. Thinking it was his co-worker, Bob (who frequents the Hall of Spam), he hurries up the ice blue stairs and (now having trouble breathing; it is a long staircase) tiredly but triumphantly opens the door to the massive hall of spam.
"Oh no!" He cries, "This isn't spam! This is... a room full of Onderwalls... and they're alive!" But then he remembers something, and he reaches into his pockets and retrieves his golden pocketwatch. He uses it to turn back time, and he sees Bob absolutely gobbling up his glass of SPIT. Outraged, he kicks Bob on the head and drinks the remaining SPIT, but then... Ryccia woke up
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